I keep my eyes closed for a while before bothering to discover what time it is. What’s happening today? Oh yes. Rhoda’s coming ‘round. What’s she going to say? ‘Darling – you know how much I admire your work and we’ve really given it a good shot, haven’t we. But…’ I start to wonder about Rhoda’s love life. I’m not really sure how old she is and we don’t talk about personal stuff. I would guess that she’s over fifty. She doesn’t wear a wedding ring. She dyes her hair a sort of blue/black, but has a big white streak on one side, as if she’s trying to give the impression that she doesn’t dye her hair and is naturally going stylishly off-white in just one area. I’m trying to think where I’ve seen that look before, then remember that it’s Immodesty Blaize, the burlesque artiste, though I’m sure Immodesty is wearing a wig. Rhoda often mentions that she’s buying an expensive gift for some young beau she has on the go. I’m not sure how many of these there actually are, or whether she has more than one on the boil at any one time.
